Dubai in 100 Days || Day 10:
Dubai in 100 Days || Day 9:
October 9 is my annual day of mourning for 5 years now, for losing the strongest fighter I ever met — my Mom.
The busy life here in Dubai kind of stripped me off the chance to do my mourning, so I’ll do it in the most beautiful way I can.
Mom, if you can read this, please know that I am trying so hard to forgive myself for not being able to kiss you one last time, for not being beside you, for not reading to you that final letter I wrote few days before. I thought I was ready, but again, I was late. Too late. Too late.
Five years, and I miss you still. The amount of tears I shed whenever I think of you never diminish.
The little girl in me died the moment she touched your cold hand and waited for your chest to move. She died when she saw your discolored skin. She died when she realized that there’s nothing left for her.
She died, and the lady in me was born.
The mommy’s girl really can’t leave your side, I think. I hope she’s making you happy up there.
I miss you terribly. I still wish I’m dreaming and would wake up beside you and you would hug me tight and ask me what’s wrong. I hope I wake up soon.
Dubai in 100 Days || Day 8:
I think I need to talk about the trees inside the malls here in Dubai. In the Philippines, it is seldom that I see a real, full-grown natural tree inside a mall. That’s why I am SO impressed with the way these plants are part of the buildings’ architecture.
And please allow me to point out that the malls here are pretty AWESOME. Like, really GOOD.
Now, the fact the these gorgeous shopping malls have actual trees in it and birds flying around — the fact that they incorporated nature with their grand designs — make everything more unbelievably beautiful.
PHOTO ¦ City Centre
Dubai in 100 Days || Day 7:
I have seen pigeons before, but I haven’t seen pigeons who would chill by the window everyday and pose for pictures and cross the streets, walking.
They fly, they walk, and I even saw one running!
I can now die in peace. :)
PHOTO ¦ Regular morning visitor, viewed from our apartment window
Dubai in 100 Days || Day6
I know you’re not as strong anymore.. I know you feel small in this city full of glorious skyscrapers. I know how much you crave for inner silence in this world full of outer noise. I know how much you want to be swallowed by darkness and claim your well-craved peace.
You may just be a tiny light in the world full of darkness, and you might not think of it as important, but you see, it’s your tiny bit of light that makes all the difference. Your light — your tiniest, inessential light — may be someone’s only guide towards hope. You may be someone’s sole source of light.
The world is not dark. It is just full of tiny people who decided to extinguish their light because they, too, felt unimportant. It is just full of millions of broken, forgotten, neglected tiny lights who chose to not make that small difference that they are capable of because they, too, felt like they have nothing to contribute.
Do you see it now? Light is not an absence of darkness. Rather, darkness is simply the absence of light.
And the light is — and has always, ALWAYS been — in our hands.
PHOTO ¦ Tiny golden lamp worth 1 Dirham bought from a local store in Diera
Dubai in 100 Days || Day 5:
Because EVERYTHING is just better a la mode ;) Another thing I love about this city is the number and variation of restaurants and cafes all over the place. All your cravings for international or local dishes, desserts and drinks — they got you (and your happy tummy) covered. :)
PHOTO ¦ A comforting cup of coffee from Denny’s diner, Al Ghurair Mall
Dubai in 100 Days || Day 4:
What if the reason why
There are no stars in the sky
Is because the beautiful
Burning ball of fire
Fell in love so hard
With the dark, mysterious city
That they jumped
Off the Eastern sky
Just to be with her
And forever grant her wishes?
PHOTO ¦ Sidewalk street along Al Muraqqabat road during nighttime